About the violin sounds.... In late 2000 I was in Prague with the Infernal Noise Brigade to block the meeting of the World Bank/ IMF. From Prague I aimed for Istanbul, by train with with many stops along the way. First a visit with friends in Budapest, detoxing from the tear-gas by spending full days in the bath houses like Szechenyi Furdo, floating around with wrinkled geriatrics. I missed my onward train to Bucarest (Romania) because I forgot to record the door noise of the street trolleys, and ran out of the station at the last minute to record a�metro door buzzer (listen).